This is a song about "Burn bright"

You're kind of bright though

Then take it down slow

Private flights, bookin' 'em, crooked, shinin' bright,

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Shotgun in the drop made a right

Shining bright like a light

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

Now that i mention it the sun seems kind of bright.

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

He obviously wasn't very fuckin bright

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Burn this magget, now that's it

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Puffin' on the bud, when the bong shinin' bright,

Sid's got the magic, watch him burn

Don't regurgitate my sperm